Sicangu Lakota Owned • Est. 2018
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01/28/2026
Lavender Luxury Solid Lotion 💜🌿
Silky smooth and ultra-moisturizing, this little tin is your new self-care essential! Made with nourishing shea butter and beeswax, it glides on effortlessly, locking in moisture without any plastic, dyes, or harsh chemicals.
🌟 Eco-friendly
🌟 Chemical-free
🌟 Mess-free application
🌟 Perfect for dry spots, hands, elbows, and more
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01/28/2026
The United States government has been slaughtering people since its beginning.
Not as accidents.
Not as “mistakes.”
But as policy.
From the massacre of Indigenous nations, to the lynch mobs protected by law, to the bombing of Black communities, to the killing of labor organizers, to the forced sterilization and experimentation on people deemed disposable, this country was built on violence and has never stopped using it. Let’s stop pretending this is new.
They tell us it’s history.
They tell us it’s safety.
They tell us it’s necessary.
But the pattern has always been control and profit.
Slowly, quietly, our human rights are stripped away in the name of protection. We’re given the illusion of choice, two parties, one system, while the same machinery continues forward. We’re taught to believe participation equals consent, that voting alone absolves the harm done in our name.
We’ve been beaten.
We’ve been murdered.
We’ve been experimented on.
We’ve been hidden, erased, and dismissed for so long that many of us have learned to accept it just to survive.
We pay the fees.
We pay the taxes.
We fund the wars.
We fund the policing.
We fund the violence carried out at home and abroad.
And then we’re told to be shocked when it comes back around.
I questioned this from the beginning, because deep down we know the truth. Participation isn’t always a choice when the alternative is losing everything, your job, your home, your safety, your children. Compliance is demanded through paperwork, signatures, silence, and fear. That doesn’t make us evil.
But it does make us complicit if we refuse to see it.
If this makes you uncomfortable, good.
If you think this is “too political,” then you’ve had the privilege of not having your existence debated.
If you’re surprised by any of this, you haven’t been paying attention.
Naming the truth is not extremism.
Remembering history is not hate.
Refusing to stay silent is not violence.
Silence has never saved us.
💜🌿✨️
No one is illegal on stolen land built by stolen hands. 👈
Indigenous people did not “immigrate” here. We were already here, long before imaginary borders, long before the Bering Strait theory was used to justify removal, long before a government decided it could rename genocide as “settlement.” Whitewashed stories disguised as “history.”
In 1924, Indigenous people were finally declared “citizens” of the United States. Not because we asked to join. Not because we were welcomed. But because a nation built on our land decided it needed legal authority over us after centuries of massacres, forced removals, broken treaties, boarding schools, sterilizations, and murder.
Citizenship did not erase what was done to us.
It did not return land.
It did not return our children.
It did not restore sovereignty.
Borders are imaginary lines enforced by violence. Laws written to protect theft are still theft. Paperwork does not absolve hundreds of years of abuse; it only attempts to legitimize it.
You cannot criminalize existence.
You cannot erase ancestry with statutes.
You cannot launder genocide through legislation and call it order.
If you believe people are “illegal” for crossing borders drawn on stolen land, then you’ve confused paperwork with morality. And if that truth makes you uncomfortable, it’s because comfort was never meant to survive honesty.
We are still here.
And we are done pretending otherwise. ✊️
01/27/2026
Meet the Team: Melissa Ketchum 💜🌿
Melissa brings so much warmth and creativity to our team! 🌟 She’s one of our talented makers and is passionate about natural, holistic healing. She’s inspired by plant-based medicines and sustainably crafted products that support both people and the planet.
She lives in Mankato with her dog, Ensō, and her two cats, Mabel and Juniper. When she’s not working, Melissa loves tending her garden, dancing, practicing Pilates, and creating art. She also runs her own small business where she blends her love of fashion with the healing arts!
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01/27/2026
Women took great pride in preparing wakáble, meat sliced thin for drying. With practiced hands, they cut it carefully, never tearing it, shaping long narrow strips that stretched as far as they could make them. This allowed the meat to dry quickly and evenly.
As our camps moved across the land, we always carried thousands of pounds of pápa (dry meat) sustenance for the journey. 🌟🌿
Credit: Our Generation Black Hills, He Sápa Wičhóuŋčaǧe Okólakičhiye
01/26/2026
Meet the Team: Lynn Le 💜🌿
Lynn brings so much light and joy to our team! 🌟 She’s part of our shipping department and is from Savage, Minnesota, with roots in a small rural community in Vietnam. Growing up there gave her a love for natural remedies and the culture around them. Lynn is currently taking real estate classes and working toward becoming a realtor. She’s a proud cat parent to Smudge and loves exploring Minnesota with friends or just relaxing with a good show or movie.
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01/26/2026
It's the perfect day to cozy up with a hot cup of tea! ☕️
Our loose leaf herbal tea blends are made using traditionally used plant medicines that are sustainably grown and wild harvested 🌟🌿
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01/25/2026
United States government has been slaughtering people since its beginninng.
Not as accidents.
Not as “mistakes.”
But as policy
From the massacre of Indigenous nations, to the lynch mobs protected by law, to the bombing of Black communities, to the killing of labor organizers, to the forced sterilization and experimentation on people deemed disposablethis country was built on violence and has never stopped using it. Lets stop pretending this is new.
They tell us it’s history.
They tell us it’s safety.
They tell us it’s necessary.
But the pattern has always been control and profit.
Slowly, quietly, our human rights are stripped away in the name of protection. We’re given the illusion of choicetwo parties, one system while the same machinery continues forward. We’re taught to believe participation equals consent, that voting alone absolves the harm done in our name.,
We’ve been beaten.
We’ve been murdered.
We’ve been experimented on.
We’ve been hidden, erased, and dismissed ,so long that many of us have learned to accept it just to survive.
We pay the fees.
We pay the taxes.
We fund the wars.
We fund the policing.
We fund the violence carried out at home and abroad.
And then we’re told to be shocked when it comes back around.
I questioned this from the beginning, because deep down we know the truth: participation isn’t always a choice when the alternative is losing everything. your job, your home, your safety, your children. Compliance is demanded through paperwork, signatures, silence, and fear.
That doesn’t make us evil.
But it does make us complicit if we refuse to see it.
If this makes you uncomfortable, good.
If you think this is “too political,” then you’ve had the privilege of not having your existence debated.
If you’re surprised by any of this, you haven’t been paying attention.
Naming the truth is not extrremism.
Remembering history is not hate.
Refusing to stay silent is not violence.
Silence has never saved us.......
💜🌿✨️
No one is illegal on stolen land built by stolen hands......👈
Indigenous people did not “immigrate” here. We were already herelong before imaginary borders, long before the Bering Strait theory was used to justify removal, long before a government decided it could rename genocide as “settlement.” whitewashed stories disguised as "history"
In 1924, Indigenous people were finally declared “citizens” of the United States. Not because we asked to join. Not because we were welcomed. But because a nation built on our land decided it needed legal authority over usaf ter centuries of massacres, forced removals, broken treaties, boarding schools, sterilizations, and murder.
Citizenship did not erase what was done to us.
It did not return land.
It did not return our children.
It did not restore sovereignty.
Borders are imaginary lines enforced by violence. Laws written to protect theft are still theft. Paperwork does not absolve hundreds of years of abuseit only attempts to legitimize it.
You cannot criminalize existence.
You cannot erase ancestry with statutes.
You cannot launder genocide through legislation and call it order.
If you believe people are “illegal” for crossing borders drawn on stolen land, then you’ve confused paperwork with morality. And if that truth makes you uncomfortable, it’s because comfort was never meant to survive honesty.
We are still here.
And we are done pretending otherwise ✊️
01/24/2026
Violence, they say, is never the answer......
but they use it to keep us in line.
To keep us compliant.
They use it to take.,
To kidnap.
To hold hostage.
To threaten.
Lies, they tell us, are wrong
but they use them to turn neighbors against each other,
to keep us distracted,
to keep us from seeing what they’re doing.
Lies,and violence
run nonstop across our screens.
So I put my phone down
and hold the few things that still bring me love,
still bring me joy
my children.
How do I tell them
the world is on fire
that the government murdered another?
Smile.
Pay your taxes.
Stand in line......dont blink
Pay your fees.
Shake their hands.
While they turn around and take more.
Lie more.
Lift their hands and say
there’s nothing they can do.
Stand in silence....
Hold candles.
Hear the cries.
Say the names
the murdered become immortal.
Art becomes rebellion.
Voices grow louder.
Fear grabs your throat
when you send your children to school.
It steals your breath.
You wonder
is today the day they come for me?
For my skin?
For someone I love?
The fear crawls down your spine.
“Stand up straight,” a whisper says.
“Be strong.
Stand your ground.”
Your ancestors push you forward.
As if I haven’t been strong
my entire existence. . ....
I'm tired.
01/24/2026
The warriors are coming.
01/23/2026
Burdock is packed with proteins, amino acids, polysaccharides, phenolics, vitamins, and other nutrients, making it both a nutritious food and a valued health supplement. Its root contains dietary fiber inulin and is rich in antioxidant polyphenols, providing antioxidant and anti-inflammatory benefits. Research suggests that burdock root extracts may support gastric ulcer healing and promote healthy weight management. 🌟🌿
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01/23/2026
Today. While we stay in from the bitter cold....... quite the irony with the world.....
Im reading this to my kids........ its times like this i wish leksi was still here. 💜💜💜
01/23/2026
"Ew, why do you have to be so political?”
Because my existence was once outlawed.
Because my ancestors were slaughtered for being here first.
Because bounties were placed on our heads.
Because history labeled us primitive, compared us to animals, and decided we were expendable.
And when we couldn’t be exterminated, our children were taken.
Our languages beaten out of them.
Our ceremonies outlawed.
Our connection to the land severed.
Our families broken apart and told it was for our own good—to be civilized.
Because we were rounded up, confined, and lines were drawn in the dirt to control our bodies, our movement, our futures.
Because laws were written about who we were allowed to be.
Because we were forced to become “citizens” of a nation built on the blood and bones of our ancestors.
Because our people have been systematically held down generation after generation
and now we are watching history repeat itself.
Our grandparents fought this fight.
Being detained.
Being targeted.
Being taken......disappearing.
All because of skin color.
All because we exist.
When your existence has been legislated, criminalized, erased, and rewritten
your survival is political.
So no.
This isn’t “too political.”
It’s lived history.
It’s memory.
It’s truth.
And it’s why we refuse to be silent......
"No one is illegal on stolen lands, built by stolen hands......" a quote ive seen going around and I couldnt agree more.
We will be closed today (January 23) as we stand together and make our voices heard. 💜🌿
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I have been learning about the cultural uses of plants for about 14 years, I have been making my own plant medicines for 12 plus years.
Lakota Made came about in 2018 when I was a stay at home mom and was looking for a hobby to keep me busy outside of momma duties. It has definitely grown into a beautiful passion of mine!
About Me
Mitakuye, Cante’ waste’ nape ciyuzapi ksto Ta Wa paha Ota Win emaciyapi ksto, ematanhan Ta Asanpi Oyanke ksto.
My relatives, I greet you with a good heart and a hand shake my name is Many War Bonnets Woman I am from Milks Camp (South Dakota).
I grew up in South Central South Dakota and spent a majority of my life living in South Dakota. My parents are Charles Wayne and Marla Bull Bear. My parents have always been a strong foundation for me my providing me with Lakota teachings and traditions growing up. They both worked and went to school to provide for myself and my younger brothers. My mom has had her own grassroots 501c3 since I could remember. My dad was a tribal game warden, a tribal police officer a town officer for Winner Police department, he is now retired.
My dad is Naca Chief Bull Bear of the Kiyaksa Band of Oglalla’s of Pine Ridge South Dakota. Dad comes from a long line of traditional spiritual leaders and teachers. I am proud and humbled to be a part of a traditional family.